Natalie,
I staggered as I tried to help Derek walk; he was f*****g heavy, and it seems that he was about to faint.
What the f**k had happened to him? Like, did he get into a fight or is it that he was in an accident?
And why the f**k I’m taking him to my f*****g house, then up to my room right f*****g now?
I huffed and gasped as I finally was able to go upstairs, dragging his heavy ass up the stairs.
“Just help me a little, would you?”
I said panting, but thank god he finally helped me a little because a second more and we will be down those stairs tangled and broken.
I threw him over my bed and he panted with his eyes closed and his fist clenched.
I looked down at the man, who was frowning and gasping for breath.
Did he lose his consciousness? He was sweating heavily, and he look
